[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

In his previous life, Jian Zhao used to sit in the western restaurant and eat western food. In his eyes, the combination of red wine and steak was far inferior to what he is now sitting in the school cafeteria with Ke Ai, surrounded by the noisy conversations of other students. The food in the cafeteria was slightly rotten, and there were stir-fried cabbage sums piled up on the rice in his bowl, and he could meet Ke Ai's shining eyes as soon as he turned his head.

After dinner, Ke Ai reached out to pinch his soft belly, frowned and aimed at an electronic scale near the school cafeteria. Jian Zhao followed behind him, watching Ke Ai press the electronic scale like a thief. The switch of the scale, then stood up.

"I'm not fat."

Ke Ai turned his head and spoke to Jian Zhao seriously.

Jian Zhao looked at Ke Ai's thinner figure in the baggy school uniform, fat?This word does not seem to have anything to do with Ke Ai.

He was too thin and too small, Jian Zhao silently predicted Ke Ai's waist with his eyes, and estimated that his one hand could hold him securely in his arms.

"Fat and cute."

Jian Zhao spoke sincerely, Ke Ai was too thin in his eyes, Ke Ai pouted dissatisfied when he heard this, frowned and seriously emphasized: "Not fat."

"Well, not fat."

Jian Zhao agreed, and followed Ke Ai's line of sight to look at his belly, slightly hooked his lips, he was indeed not fat, but there was a shallow layer of swimming rings after eating.

When they left the cafeteria and went outside, Jian Zhao suddenly said, "Do you know what that electronic scale is for?"

"Ok?"

"The ingredients purchased in the cafeteria weigh the weight of the pork."

Jian Zhao spoke softly, Ke Ai frowned and asked, "Can't you stand up?"

Jian Zhao couldn't help it, he let out a muffled laugh, put his hand on Ke Ai's head and rubbed it lightly, Ke Ai's light golden hair was very soft, Jian Zhao unconsciously felt a little bit reluctant when he withdrew his hand.

"can."

He is obedient and clever, and he can't even tell if he is joking. A gentle appearance is the best medicine to suppress the darkness in Jian Zhao's heart.

Evening self-study, their class arranges self-study on Wednesday night, and Jian Zhao, who usually plays games in the evening self-study, did not touch his mobile phone this time. The weather is not particularly hot now, and there are too many big trees in the school. Hear cicadas and unknown insects.

The night was a bit cold, Jian Zhao only wore a T-shirt without a coat, and occasionally he could hear an English evening self-study class not far away reading English.

Even when Jian Zhao stands on a high place later, he misses the time when he was a student the most and the simplest. In the evening self-study, you can hear the sound of insects and the sound of reading, and there are people you like by your side. His hands were clasped in palms.

After the first evening self-study, Jian Zhao touched the pocket of his school uniform and went to the bathroom. What he didn't notice was that right after he walked out, there was a little tail following him.

The environment of the school toilet was rebuilt last year. There are five classes in the second year of high school, and three classes are taking exams. There are not many people in the toilet. Jian Zhao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it with a lighter, and stood by the window He took a deep breath.

The nicotine in the cigarette calmed Jian Zhao's emotions to a large extent. After smoking a cigarette, Jian Zhao turned around and realized that there was someone standing behind him at some point. He thought it was Director Yuan who was specially arresting them. All the words in my heart have been thought out.

The next second, after seeing who the thin figure was, he was slightly stunned.

Ke Ai?

Seeing that Jian Zhao had discovered his existence, Ke Ai simply didn't hide it, took out his favorite fudge, and gave Jian Zhao his favorite soft candy, and said in a low voice, "I just saw the teacher, Eat some candy."

The smell of sugar overwhelms the smell of smoke, which is already familiar to bad students. Just now, the little yellow duck frantically urged Ke Ai to report Jian Zhao for smoking in school, and told Ke Ai that the dean will come to check later.

Who knew that Ke Ai turned around and took out candy to help Jian Zhao cover up, looking cautious like a thief.

Little Yellow Duck: ...